February 2010
48 posts
January 2010
50 posts
As soon as
I finish the package of lunchmeat in my fridge and the frozen dinners in the freezer, I’m becoming a vegetarian.
Hold your breath
The first rounds of acceptances/rejections to MFA programs have gone out across the country. UA Tuscaloosa notified their poetry applicants yesterday. I’ve been compulsively checking all three of my emails since 7pm last night. I might turn purple from holding my breath for so long. Concentrating on anything else at this point: Impossible.
Thanks, Mom
I normally get up at a little before 7am every weekday morning. Last night, class and work was canceled for today. The following takes place at half past 7.
Mom: R u up?
Me: I am now. What's up?
Mom: Weather
Thanks for the extra thirty minutes of sleep, Mom. I owe you one.
Miru Kim →
Oddly beautiful. Once you get past the bones.
Note: probably nsfw
Dissonance
I’ve come to this weird place in my “food life.” Before I started eating healthier (I still don’t eat all that healthy), all it usually took was a whiff of something spectacular to make my mouth water and my stomach howl. Living near five major fast food joints and working down the hall from the food court didn’t help much. Lately, I’ve noticed a different...
Good for a smile →
“It’s gonna be clamp this, clamp that. Bada-clamp. Bada-clamp.”
– Clamps
The Bad, Good, and Best
I like to keep things balanced. And we’ll reverse that, just for fun.
Best I got an email from WU STL confirming the arrival of my GRE scores (said email did not indicate if I was still being considered).
Good I did not freeze to death or get carried away by the howling Siberian winds today. Classes were amusing but not because of the subject matter.
Bad People are still coming into the...
January 22
And I’m having my first emotional/mental breakdown of the year. Let me paint you the melodramatic picture:
I got home from a stressful evening with the oh-so-charming parents to check my email and find something other than Hope for Haiti Now on (not that I don’t support their cause). While deleting multiple facebook notices and random junk, I saw one from WUSTL, one of my grad...
MADE OF WIN →
asheryjnz:
Seriously. Click on it. Go ahead. You know you want to. I promise you won’t get Rick Roll’d or lose The Game (oops). Just click it. It’s the most epic piece of awesome ever. Well, for now.
Good job, AJ. Good job.
Little-Known-Fact-No one-Needs-To-Know #5
I actually own a yoga/pilates dvd set. The basic yoga dvd is mising, gone long, long ago like the buffalo, but the other three are there. Reluctant to head out tonight for a workout and having just told Amy to try yoga as exercise/relaxation, I decided to crack open the set and pop in the beginning pilates routine.
It’s inspired a new workout plan. New plan: Mingle flexiblity routines like...
Thank you, Lost and Found Gods.
7: 35pm: On break from my Tuesday evening class when the phone rings.
Me: Hello?
UCAPD: Emily?
Me: Yes?
UCAPD: This is [Who ever really listens to the person's name, anyway?] with UCAPD. We found a jacket here with some keys, an ipod, and your student ID.
Me: Where did you find it?
UCAPD: In a classroom in Win Thompson.
Me: Oh, yeah. That's mine. Where is it?
UCAPD: It's here at the station.
Me: Okay, well, I'm in class, right now. Will you guys still be there at 8?
UCAPD: We're here 24/7.
Me: Right. Well, I'll be by to pick it up.
My first soup.
I made broccoli soup tonight. Instead of the cream it called for, I used half-and-half, so I’ll call it “light broccoli soup.” There are no pictures because my camera batteries are dead, but I’ll tell you it looks like pond scum. It tastes much blander than it looks. However! I am not one to let good, hard work cooking go to waste. The addition of some left over chicken and...
So Pathetic →
HPER
It stands for something about health and physical recreation or something. All you need to know is that it’s UCA’s student gym. And I’m in love.
AJ asked me to go with her this afternoon, and I’m really, really glad I did. Besides all the cute guys walking around (hey, I know they’re not looking at me but I don’t see the harm in covertly oogling), twenty...
Terrible Beauty
Seeing the sun rise at 7:15 over the crest of the highway you’re driving on, that is terrible beauty.
It’s also how my day began. The rest went a little something like this:
Forgetting to weigh before I eat breakfast develops into guessing how much my breakfast weighed and subtracting.
Cuddling up with the two cutest dogs named Sophie and Shawnie.
Explaining the same concept 300x...
Can't Wait! →
So, yeah. Jumping on the bandwagon. →
Kicking your own ass is hard!
Stupid stuff like this pops into my head way too often. And it makes me laugh when I’m in the middle of that third curcuit, cussing Jillian Michaels’ voice, and wanting to fake that last set of tricep dips.
But there’s truth there, right? Physically and literally. It is hard (unless you’re fairly limber) to kick yourself in the ass, but it’s a whole hell of a lot...
“I’m going to sleep in my chair tonight because I can’t get up the...”
– Me. My legs hurt so bad.
Dump.com →
When I first decided typed this random word into my browser, I paused. But then again, I’m not afraid of much.
So glad I hit enter.
PS. It’s safe for work or your parents’ computer, so go ahead and click it. You know you want to.
Published. Again. →
I was just thinking about this interview a few days ago, and here it is. Published!
Edit: Don’t judge me on my lameness. When confronted by a man as awesome (in the Biblical sense) as Andrei Codrescu, you can’t help but be lame.
Edit2: You may recognize another interviewer. (Hint: Second question.)
The Things You Expected And A Few You Didn't
Expected:
Over sleeping the alarm.
Coldness!
Return to work.
Awkward conversation with coworker about his horrible flirting at a bar over break.
Learning how to bore myself even more at work.
Redundant phone calls and questions.
Unexpected:
Snow covering the ground this morning.
2.4 pound weightloss (finally).
The furnace stuck on full blast at work (and me wearing a sweatshirt).
Free...
News!
One giant post so I don’t have to spam your dashboards all day!
Snow: It never snows in Conway. We have a giant weather bubble that always keeps out the white stuff, but finally that bubble has been burst—a bit. I will not be running outside today because this homie don’t play that.
To Do List: I just marked off my cousin’s wedding quilt from my to-do list. It’s...
Runner's Etiquette
What does one do when a funeral procession passes?
